As the midnight blizzard howls around the mountainside cabin, bethany kneels by the fireplace, basking in its warmth upon her nude body. Wearing only a pair of tiny earrings, she waits, listening to the wind rattling against the windows and the crackling of the burning wood before her. she loses herself in the tall, dancing flames, her thoughts turning inward, searching her mind and her soul, considering why she wants to be dominated, trying to find that event in her life which prompted a desire to willingly submit to the bidding and the whim of another.
The sound of her Master's footfalls brings her back to her present situation. she turns to see Him clad entirely in black as He approaches slowly, His shoes clicking softly on the hardwood floor. A bit of apprehension fills her momentarily, but His smile reassures her as His eyes drink in her natural beauty, illuminated wonderfully by the light of the fire, the only source of light for miles around on this dreary midwinter night.
her Master sits on the sofa, situated somewhat in the shadows, and simply extends a hand toward the young submissive. After kneeling for so long, her knees and legs ache a bit as the muscles are put to use once more, and slowly begins to stand - until she sees the Dominant's signal for her to return to the floor. she kneels again, confused, and tries to determine what He wants her to do. After a few moments, she begins to crawl toward Him, and knows she has chosen correctly when she sees His smile. she blushes a little as she feels His eyes upon her, and casts her eyes to the floor, hiding her blushing face with her hair as she closes the distance between them, until she at last has positioned herself between His legs. Instinctively, she kisses his left thigh through His jeans and rests her head upon His leg, looking up at Him as she boldly caresses Him. They simply regard each other in a lengthy, reverent silence as He gently strokes her head and toys with her hair.
"Put on some music," He at last commands her, breaking the gentle silence. After kissing His thigh once more, bethany turns around and crawls across the room, knowing too well that her most private areas are now completely exposed to her Master's intense, penetrating gaze. It is rather embarrassing to know that she is so prominently displayed, but she also finds it somewhat thrilling, somewhat "dirty." Most importantly, from the deep, profound trust they have established over the years as friends and now as lovers, she knows that no matter how vulnerable she may ever be in His presence, no harm shall come to her - at least, nothing which will leave any lasting markings upon her body... or her mind.
Reaching the opposite side of the room, bethany is required to stand to reach the stereo and the small collection of CDs atop a bookcase. In the dim light, she has to truly focus intently to read the CD covers and make a decision. While her "delay" is not deliberate, she is certain that her Master finds it quite useful for caressing her with His eyes, and she actually seems to feel a feather-light touch roaming from her feet to her shoulders and back down again as she makes her decision. Finally, she selects a CD of piano music and inserts it in the small stereo. Once the music begins, she adjusts the volume and returns to the sofa.
...fully upright. Only when she reaches the outstretched hand does she realize her mistake, her eyes growing large, a gasp escaping her lips. Before she knows what is happening, He has roughly pulled her down and across His lap and is spanking her hard - once, twice, thrice - and then His hand simply caresses her, dipping down between her legs to gently tease her as she lays across Him, somewhat disappointed in herself and somewhat turned on by the punishment and the bold caresses. bethany finds herself trembling a little - both from being punished and from the current teasing - which is slowly magnified by the blood pooling in her head as it is lower than her torso in this compromising position.
